Yet No One Hears His Own Remarks

Hunger Allows No Choice.

Dance, Dance, Dance Till You Drop.

All The Rest Is Silence On The Other Side Of The Wall, And The Silence Ripeness, And The Ripeness All.

A Daydream Is A Meal At Which Images Are Eaten. Some Of Us Are Gourmets, Some Gourmands, And A Good Many Take Their Images Precooked Out Of A Can And Swallow Them Down Whole, Absent-mindedly And With Little Relish.

God Bless The Usa, So Large, So Friendly, And So Rich.